Trafford’s Trading Club

  Chapter 2312 The Destined Person (1)

  Liberty City, Holy Light Square...in front of the Statue of Saint Liberty.

  The statue has been half ruined. When the [sage] Holy Meteo, the world was crying, it had already collapsed by half.

  People have not had time to clean up. At this time...it is even more unlikely that someone is cleaning up—even, only the cordon is left to guard the scene.

  At this time, a young man and another person covered in gauze were approaching the half-destroyed statue of the saint.

  Livar, and the guy he brought out of the hospital with burns all over.

  This guy is suspicious, and seems to be related to several cases of self-immolation in the City of Freedom—more importantly, this guy is the person [City of Dawn] President Bailang is going to kill.

  If it weren’t for the communication of Asathes, Ludick had reacted quickly, then this guy might have become food for the rats in the sewers of the Freedom City.

"The alternate of the holy girl is almost dead." Lival took a deep breath at this time. He was always paying attention to this terrible live broadcast, and the calmness he had always been proud of was the limit at this time. "You What is your intention to bring me here?"

  He intuitively believes in this suspicious guy, otherwise he should be at the venue of the Holy Maiden Ceremony now and is trying to rescue him.

  [Robert], it’s the name of this burned guy—at least, according to Asathes’ intelligence, this guy is called Robert.

  Ludick’s business is very large, even in [City of Dawn], there are many industries, so Ludick’s intelligence network is also quite developed. As Ludick's only personal secretary, Livar has the power to mobilize intelligence networks at will.

  He easily found out that there was indeed a man named Robert among the bodyguards of President Baron.

  But Livar intuitively felt that this badly injured guy didn't seem to be the real Robert...he, perhaps just happened to take the name.

   "Even if you go to the venue, what can you do."

  [Robert] Turning around, only a pair of eyes were exposed on his face, and the other areas were covered with bandages and gauze, and there were even many areas that were stained with blood.

  Severe burns, bleeding, and many wounds on his body that were bitten by rats...The wounds on his whole body are almost countless. Such injuries can be saved entirely because of Ludick's special ability.

  But Ludick is afraid of pain, and the other party is obviously not a cute girl, so the rescue is limited, only to pull the other party back from the death line...wound, still shocking.

  Ke [Robert] insisted all the way here, did not stop halfway, and did not show even a trace of uncomfortable expression because of the pain.

  Livar couldn't help being shocked by the guy's strong willpower.

   "What do you mean by this?"

[Robert] said calmly: "Have you seen the black crosses above the ceremony? The city of Liberty has undergone such a big change, and even the archangel [St. John] has been killed. The sages of Qidu, can't you see it? ?"

   "They won't be invisible." Lival shook his head, "Could it be..."

   "Obviously, there are only two situations." [Robert] said in a deep voice: "One is that they know, but they can't do anything. The other is that they are deceived by something, and everything in Freedom City is still normal in their eyes."

  Lival's face changed suddenly, "How come!"

"Unbelievable?" [Robert] said: "But this is what is happening, and no matter which possibility it is, it is extremely bad... and it still happened during the Good Friday ritual. So, how much is there in it? Do you dare to think about this conspiracy?"

   Livar gritted his teeth: "So, why did you bring me here?"

   "Because I need a faithful guy." [Robert] said calmly: "Pray, pray with your greatest devotion in front of the statue of the saint of liberty."

  Lival frowned subconsciously—he firmly believed that prayer is an act from the heart, spontaneous, not compulsive...[Robert], at this time it brought him a strong compulsion.

  This kind of prayer has no soul.

[Robert] said: "Lival, I know you, the people around Ludick... You don’t care how I know you, but I believe in your faith. Compared to the guy with too much scheming Ludick, you To be more pure... and more importantly, you are also the blood of the saint family."

  Lival's face changed slightly before, but now his face changed drastically.

[Robert] said: "Don’t be nervous, it’s not that I deliberately investigated you, but for some reason, I am more concerned about the affairs of the saint’s family... you are the illegitimate child of the saint’s mother family, not many people know about it. ."

   "Aren't you the one." Lival sneered.

[Robert] said: "I can't explain my origins to you. Today I don't even exist... You can choose not to trust me, but before that, you answer me one question. Do you want to save freedom? City?"

   "Why me?" Lival frowned and asked.

"Because I can't find a more suitable one." [Robert] sighed, "Time does not allow, and my current state does not allow... the actual situation, even more so. Among the descendants of the saint family, Asa Xies, Ludick, and Isabel are all trapped now, and you are the only one left."

  Livar was silent.

[Robert] said again: "Even if you consciously cannot bear the weight of saving the city of freedom, what about Ludick? The one that pulls you back from the brink of death and gives you a new life, in addition to being unable to rectify your name, From the beginning to the end, did not dislike you as an illegitimate child, and even gave you a piece of the love of your brother Ludick? Did you... originally intended to save him?"

   "What am I going to do." Lival looked up.

"I said." [Robert] pointed to the half-destroyed statue of a saint of liberty, "Pray, use your utmost piety. As long as you firmly believe, you can meet the source of the legend... On the other side of time and space, you will hear Her voice."

  Similar words, he seems to have heard of it somewhere...it is that, the maid next to the young man surnamed Luo!

  She once said something similar.

   "I pray because I believe in a saint of freedom, not for whom." Lival nodded expressionlessly, walked directly to the half-destroyed statue of the saint of freedom, and made a textbook-like prayer posture.

  A hazy brilliance began to emerge on Lival, and it was very pure.

   "Can you catch up..." [Robert] muttered to himself at this time.

  He... His legend has disappeared. He is even a person without a name, even if it is [Robert], it is just a misrecognized name.

  Now he is no longer the bright prince of the kingdom of heaven, nor the archangel who suppresses the ten thousand realms...just a broken body with a gradually lost soul inside, nothing more.

  He doesn’t even know how long he can stay awake. Perhaps in the near future, even he himself will completely forget all of this... completely and completely broken from his previous legendary identity.

He saw the horror of that man—the [shopkeeper] who had once been the archangel of heaven reduced to this kind of land with just one sentence...the upper level of heaven has always known that [shop] is terrible, but I just knew it was terrible, and I never experienced it personally.

  Now, he has truly experienced it once before he truly understands why [He] has to keep fulfilling the content of the contract, and even surrendered the free saint as a last resort...

  Withdraw his thoughts, 【Robert】Although he was anxious, he calmly watched Lival's prayer.

  Livar’s aspiration quality is quite high, even among the high-level petitioners, it is also very good...If Livar can continue to maintain it, it may even be possible to reach the [saint] in the future.

  It’s just that the black cross hovering on the holy girl ceremony venue seemed to move, and the sky over the City of Freedom suddenly changed color.

  【Robert】Finally couldn't keep calm, "Is it too late..."

At this moment, at the base of the half-destroyed statue of the saint of liberty, a gold pattern appeared silently. [Robert]'s eyes were faint and he ignored the wounds on his body, and walked directly to the base in a big motion. , Reach out and touch.

  As Lival's aspiration becomes stronger, the gold pattern on the base of the statue has reached as many as three ways.

   "Enough!" [Robert] At this moment, he gave a deep drink.

Lival did not stop completely. He opened his eyes slowly until he finished the round of prayers-when he opened his eyes, the base of the statue of the Liberty Saint had already opened, revealing a never Entrance to be recorded.

   "This is..." Lival was shocked.

  The pedestal of the statue of the saint has another entrance. More importantly, how did [Robert] know as a fellow from a non-free city?

   "Quick!" I saw [Robert] suddenly looking anxious, "I hope I can catch up!"

  Lival suddenly struck a spirit, and looked towards the direction of the holy girl ceremony venue with feeling, only to see a black light falling from the sky...The wind in the entire city of freedom changed instantly.

   "Mortal, worship me!"

  Lival's heart suddenly jumped, and it was extremely uncomfortable. He even shed tears uncontrollably, and looked at the figure that gradually emerged in the black light.

  He wants to be in front of this figure, he wants to crawl under its feet...

  But a barbaric force directly pulled Lival back to reality. When he recovered, he had been pulled into the entrance of the statue base by [Robert].

   "That's not the saint you should believe in!" [Robert] said in a deep voice at this time, "What you really should believe in is here!"

Here?

  ...

  ...

  Freedom City, [Rosem Mansion]...a guest room.

  The girl got up with a splitting headache, only feeling weak. She wanted to leave, but she rolled down under the bed, as if countless people were shouting in her ears all the time.

  This caused the girl's inherently not too strong spirit to suffer a great deal.

  She almost reached the door of the room by climbing, and after exhausting her strength, she successfully opened the door.

  She wanted to shout, but at this time she was so flustered... She didn't even know what happened, but vaguely, what was calling her.

   Everything in [Rosé Mansion] does not make the girl feel strange... However, the outside world makes her extremely strange.

  The girl collapsed on the floor again.

  She knew that this was no longer the village she was familiar with.

  "Father...Miss Asman...and..." The girl muttered to herself: "Luo...Where are you..."

  She is, Jeanne Duck.

  At this time, she was paralyzed and weak...In this situation, it was just like the prey she got with anesthetics during hunting.

  She slapped the floor with the palm of her hand with difficulty, hoping that someone could find her who had woken up...However, at this time, the [Rose Mansion] was dead and no one came.

  Girl Jeanna had to stop slapping the floor, gritted her teeth, and got up again with difficulty.

   咚咚, 咚咚, 咚咚咚!

"this is…"

  The sound came from the floor below, and it began to continue... The girl made Na startled, and walked along the sound of the sound.

  Shortly after, she was hidden under the corridor for a moment, and the door leading to the basement slowly opened...The girl let Na walked into the dim basement.

  It seemed that there was a tall cage in front of him, and he was covering it with a black cloth at this time... the sound came from inside.

  The girl hesitated a little, but her brave and decisive character still drove her to lift the black cloth!

Snapped-!

Something slammed into the cage at this moment, and the girl let Na Ding look at it... What she saw was a little guy with a chubby face that was as small as a baby but danced like a fairy in the legend. .

   "It's you... calling me..." The girl murmured subconsciously while looking at the elf in the cage.

  I saw the little guy in the cage, making quick gestures in the air at this time-finally it gave up this gesture, but slowly extended a finger.

  The girl made Nafu feel attentive, and also stretched out her finger at this time.

When the **** touched together, countless words poured into the girl's spirit... After a while, the girl made Na, as if she had been emptied of her little physical strength, she fell into a sitting position. on the ground.

   "Why..." The girl Jeanne's face was full of horror, anxiety and unbelievable expression at this time, "I am...I just... won't be like this... won't..."

  So many words poured into her mind, and she wanted to digest it, and it took a certain amount of time—however, among the many messy messages, the only one that almost broke her.

  She was created deliberately...it is a fake.

  (End of this chapter)